Sweetener 27/30

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I like my coffee hot, real hot. I prefer it bold and robust and lightly sweetened. Sometimes, I use flavored creamers to sweeten it, other times I use organic raw sugar.
I must say, every time I use sugar, I can’t help but think of my island, Puerto Rico and its rich production of sugar in the 19th century. I can’t help being reminded of the hourless days they toiled under grave conditions, for pennies a day. I can’t help but think of all the slaves that were imported for the greed of gluttons. I can’t help but think of how Puerto Rico’s sugar industry was manipulated, drained of their resources and ultimately dominated by outside capital, the United States.

sugar industry
arable land, plantations
stolen molasses.

©2016 Liza Morales

(Haibun poetry)
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Morning Gusto

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Who would’ve known
that my daily pain
would be found
in my morning coffee?
Each day, as I sip
and squint my eyes
from the rising steam,
the heat of our memories
burn my tongue.

You’d sit so patiently
as the gurgle echoed
in our morning brew
steamy, warm milk
I prepared the blend
catered to your palate,
brimming the mug
with strong and sweet.
I remember noticing
how we’d sip from our cups
simultaneously
and place them down
on the table, in sync —
an unrehearsed symphony.
I’d smile inside
and blush secretly
convinced of this clear sign
that we were meant to be,

my morning cup
my rising fix.

©2013 Liza Morales

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